Broken and dry
A burning fire
Singing to the sky...
"Cry me a river"...


Oceans I have cried
In days long gone
Teardrops of inner sky
Breaking minds of stone

Swimming in sorrow, in pain?
Truly was I?
When tears fell like rain
Where was I?

Parts of me scattered in the wind
Losing sense and direction
Engulfed deep into the spin
Leading to isolation !

Now where I am?
Can you tell me?
Please, not a lie
For I wish to see

Growing is my desire
In the midst of all fire
A seed I am, to nurture
Rising in my true nature

This is why
This prayer...

"Infinite blue...cry me a river".


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Love,
Sylvie

Dear Sylvie,

Thank you for this deeply touching and sensitive poem.

It is nice to read your beautiful writing again.

Love, Inda

Thank you for this beautiful gift, Sylvie.
It really touches me.

Love
Vicky

Welcome back Sylvie.

Thank you for sharing your beautiful poetry with us again.

Sue

quote:

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Originally posted by dear Danebe:
Growing is my desire
In the midst of all fire
A seed I am, to nurture
Rising in my true nature

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True nature of desire fire wordary!

Touching poem dear Sylvie, thanks for sharing it!

You always have a beautiful passion.. mmm... Inspirationalismistness! he he..

Love and light being, Teo

All I can say to this is WOW. I love it.

Love,
Lynette

Happy to read this one again, it's absolutely gorgeous, dear Sylvie starry sky

!

Loving you,
Margherita